Today is February 6th, 2020, and I could say it was one of the worst days I have had. The day started out fine, with me waking up at the right time and not being nervous for my bio test I had today. I had studied very hard for over 8 hours and I knew I was prepared. After all, I aced the practice tests and did really well on the vocab test this past Tuesday, so I was confident I was going to do well on the test. I had the test at 10 am and for the first 30 minutes I was doing really well and knew how to answer most of the questions. Then, in the middle of the test, I had a flare up in my headache. My head started pounding and the pain intensity increased. I was not able to think at all and was just staring at the wall for 20 minutes. 20 minutes wasted of a timed test, and one of the most important of the year. I knew I was not going to do well and there was nothing I could have done about it.
It was out of my control and I had no way to decrease my headache without leaving the room. The last 5 minutes I frantically bubbled in answers to make sure I finished the test and walked out of the room very upset. I was so disappointed but mad at myself at the same time. I was mad that my headache had more control over me. After all I have worked for, I felt that my headache was still stronger than me. I had a horrible rest of the day, thinking more about how my headache controls me than wondering what I got on the test. The results came back in the night and I got a C, the lowest test grade I have received in that class. I was angry that no matter how hard I studied, my headache still had control of me at that moment. I was upset for the whole night, not being able to sleep well. In the morning, I talked with my mom, and she told me about how much progress I’ve made and how I shouldn’t let this one test and flare-up discourage me. I talked to my bio teacher the next day and we came up with a plan in the case of a flare-up, and I told myself that I will not let this incident discourage me.